The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
-Mary Oliver
Reblogged from Love and Chaos
knowing about knowing
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
-Mary Oliver